Little Better Than Nothing
Two months ago I wrote about getting back into my writing rhythm. As it turns out, that wrythm, if you will, is much less than it used to be. I’m getting only one night a week to really let loose my writing prowess. As sad as that may sound, at least I’m getting that.
Despite that, I’ve manged to work through three more chapters of revisions. And through those revisions I’ve learned something new.
Not all revisions are good.
Sure, they might be better than the original draft, but they had a certain odoriferous stench about them that my Writing Group, my fellow PLCers, didn’t even care for. It just goes to show you, don’t expect to fix things in one go-around.
I’ll admit, it hurt to hear the truth at first. There used to be a time when I would avoid writing anything new for months at a time after getting a bad critique. Thankfully those day are long gone. Though it stung, I quickly got back to the story and began reworking it.
Now only taking a day or two to get over it.
I’m also encountering a problem I think most writers have. The longer I go between writing sessions, the harder it is to get into the groove or writing. With an average of a week between each session, it’s taking me more than an hour to get into that writing zone. That zone where the words flow from your fingers, regardless if they’re worth reading.
With daily writing sessions, that time is minimal (at least for me). Now I’m not claiming that it would all be good. It just flowed much easier from me. Now that I’m dealing with less writing time, I’m also taking more time to get to the actual writing.
At least I’m writing. It might be coming slower, but at least it’s coming.
In the next couple of months, I hope to rework the three chapters I butchered and at least one more chapter beyond that. That should put me at about the halfway mark for the novel.
For now I can be happy with that.